One month after the birth, life at Ironpeak had changed and not changed simultaneously, in the specific way that only the arrival of new people into an existing structure can manage to accomplish both things at once.
The packhouse still ran on Caden's schedule, which still ran on the discipline he had built into every system and protocol over four years of Alpha leadership. It now also included two small people who had no awareness of schedules and no interest in discipline and were, in the most fundamental way possible, teaching the most controlled man I had ever met something about the absolute limits of precision.
Sera woke at three in the morning. Not approximately three, not sometimes three and sometimes two-thirty. Three, with the reliable consistency of something that has found th
